Destiny Aisha

what matters is that my sister is happy

Kenan sat in his great chair, staring at the photo of his missing wife. For more than three days, he had not seen his wife's face, he had searched everywhere but the result was nothing no one had ever seen. Kenan had also contacted the police and asked his subordinates to look for Aisyah.

....

''Ice... Eat.., '' said the Muslim to his sister.

For days Aisha just sat hugging her knees and crying, eating as if she lost her life.

''Sister ''S.. Aya not hungry..''.

Again that's what he said. Muslim sighed, he sat down beside Aisha leaning his head.

''Snob't drive home?'' ask Muslim.

Aisha was silent, as if unable to find a reason or an answer.

''Hik... ''

Slowly the Muslims again heard the sound of sobs. What his sister wanted, he understood. But perhaps his sister was still heartbroken to be left alone, with the rain pouring so hard that the cold was piercing. Though Aisyah the girl is most anti-cold. Thank goodness he stopped for a while on the road, so he could see the tiny figure in front of the restaurant door looking down and silent.

''Brother masakin something? What does your sister want to eat?'' asked the Muslim who slapped his sister's cheeks.

Instead of answering the girl again crying and getting louder. Muslim sighed, he rubbed Aisyah's head then left her with a bowl of porridge beside him.

...

Ting!

Seeing the figure that came with his charisma made HK Groub go nuts.

He stared at the clock in his hand before long the employees had lined up to greet him.

''WELCOME TO HK GROUB PRESDIR AM GROUB!!!"

He only smiled for a moment before his smile faded to see the president of HK Groub.

''What made you come here?'' ask HK Groub Secretary.

''I have an interesting offer, ''' he said with a smile.

Kenan stared at the male figure in front of him, the man who hit the business world. A young soul is embraced, building a business with his own hands. Famous for its accuracy, firmness and observation like the horizon.

''Please join my room,'' said Kenan invited him.

...

''I heard your project needs new funding and material enlightenment? I can offer you a pretty interesting offer... But what will you give me?'' ask the sharp Muslims.

Kenan was silent for a moment, before his smile lifted.

''What does AM Groub want from HK Groub?''

''It's not really something extraordinary... I want your share of 7% for my sister... And the agreement will be our result for flat? Or do you want something?"

Kenan frowned he would lose if for average, especially he had to give up his shares.

''20%"

It was not Kenan who bid but Muslims.

''15%'' said Kenan with a flat face.

''Hahahah!!!'' muslim Laughter.

''Wow... You want to blackmail me?! I put out the funds... I also came out of the material but 15%? You sure offered me that?''

Kenan smiled knot.

''Isn't this an endless long-term cooperation?"

Muslims are silent long enough.

''18% ... 3% will go to my sister... Agreed? I don't want to bid again, you take care of it!!!'' muslims leaned his shoulders.

''I hope this cooperation is not because of anything else, '' said Kenan released a piece of paper.

The Muslim immediately sat up straight with a threatening expression.

''If yes? Are you going to cancel K.E.N.A.N?''

Kenan was silent for quite a while before he looked at the hostility of the person in front of him.

''You're looking for this, right?'' said Muslim showed a photo of Aisyah who had smiled when with him, it was very rare, because Aisyah was always sad.

''You ''You.. You who?'' ask Kenan sharply.

''What are you asking, Identity? Or relationships?'' asked the Muslim raise his eyebrows.

''Where is Ayesha?''

''It is safe, only unhealthy, '' said the Muslim.

''I did not take it, tuh, '' said the indifferent Muslim.

''Seems like you don't understand... If only my sister did not continue to be moody, I would not meet you, said Muslim in a soft voice.

''Sister?!!''

Muslims smiling.

''Introduce... I'm his most beloved sister and his only brother. I came to offer you to my sister... ''.

The expression of the Muslim suddenly changed.

''How dare you leave my sister in the dark with the rain!!!''

Because he was silent, Muslims had reason to scold him. Because it was his fault, to leave his wife and forget her.

Muslim sighed, he stared at the slightly smiling photo of Aisyah with puffy eyes.

''ayesha stock is 10%... Remember this AM Groub is an ayesha supporter, said Muslim then stepped away.

''Pick up aisyah at my house... If you make her cry again I will take her away, said the Muslim before completely disappearing.

...

''Ice... Don't you want to hug Brother?'' muslim tany.

Aisyah remained silent for quite a long time before stretching out her hands.

''Sister ''S... Aisha is selfish? Though Ais need not be angry.

Muslim smiled he rubbed his sister's head and said, No... Aisyah, her sister Brother deserves to be angry...''.

''What would happen if the ice never came back?'' aisha asked, making the Muslims quiet.

...If only I could say it wasn't a bad thing.Sometimes separation isn't worse than living in suffering. Letting go is hard but that's where there will be freedom....

''sister..?''

Muslim smiled he rubbed his sister's head then left. He could not answer it, because the things his sister wanted to hear were different from what he wanted to say.

....

Doubtfully Kenan rang the doorbell of the Muslim house.

Cklek.

The Muslim looked at the man who came, he continued to pay attention with a flat face. Honestly if he can be selfish, he does not want to see Kenan's face, the face that hurt his sister.

The Muslim shifts his body letting Kenan through.

''Aisha is on the second floor in the room with a rainbow hanger, '' said the Muslim then left.

Kenan walked up the stairs through several rooms until he found a room whose door had a rainbow hanger.

Geck, tok.

''The door is not locked, sister, '' said Aisyah from the inside.

Aisyah was still hugging her knees crying, it was already incalculable how many of her tears had fallen.

Ckelk.

Kenan stared at the tiny body that now looked shabby and sick. It was only a few days that Aisyah became thinner.

''Aisyah,'' call Kenan slowly then put a bunch of flowers in front of the girl.

Aisyah glanced at the man next to her from between her arms. Seeing that it was not her sister made Aisyah slowly raise her head, staring at the figure she cried from yesterday.

''Hik... Bad sister, said Aisyah crying again hugging her knees.

Kenan was silent for a long time. Then he rubbed Aisha's head.

''Sorry... Brother will not stay in Aisyah anymore, said Kenan leaning his head on Aisyah.

Aisyah was silent for quite a while, crying a sigh. Then he lifted his head out his little finger. Kenan frowned his finger and hugged Aisyah tightly.

''Brother kangen... Aisyah sorry Brother, well?''

Aisyah nodded her head then returned the embrace of her husband.

From behind the door Muslims look at them with keen eyes. Now he will be left by his sister. For an older brother who loves his sister, seeing her with another man despite her husband, it was quite painful.

''Sister ''S... Aisy wants to go home, '' said Aisyah resuscitated Muslim daydreams.

''Ahk, Alright be careful... Come here often, said the Muslim then rubbed his sister's head.

Kenan smiled respectfully and then took his wife home. The scene in front of him makes Muslims slightly pulsated in silence. He rubbed his hair and smiled lightly.

''It's important my sister is happy''.